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“You got a warning, and you had a little tantrum anyway, so now you’re going to get a spanking,” he told me, and heat flooded my stomach as he spelled it out for me, slow and clear, his breath hot on my neck. “But you listen to me first, little boy. You are not going back to that house. Not now, not ever. It’s not fucking safe, and I won’t fucking allow it.”
My heart picked up, pouncing on that possessive shit like it was candy, and suddenly everything in my head tilted, I wasn’t quite sure what I wanted. Did I actually want to go home? Kind of, I guess. Ididbelong there, no matter what he said.
It was easier to be ignored and treated like trash than it was to get used to something new. Easier to be where no one gave a shit about me or how I felt. This shit was stressful.
But maybe what Iactuallywanted was him to tell me I wasn’tallowedto go back. To fight me until he won. And what kind of manipulative piece of shit did that make me, especially if it was just instinct, not even something I was trying to want?
A fucking horny one, I guess.
“You won’t fucking allow it?” I was trying so hard to sound casual instead of practically ready to rub one out with him right on top of me, but I didn’t think I sold it.
“That’s right,” he told me, daring me to say I didn’t love the way his hands got tighter around my wrists again. “I won’t allow it. You’ve got a week before this test.One week. Your whole future is balanced on this right now and it couldn’t even be your first priority because of the way you’ve been living. That isn’t fair, and it’s way past time for things to start being fair for you. When I said pack like you’re not coming back, I meant that. If you need to fight this out every day, I’m happy to paddle your little bottom every day, but the answer is still going to be no. I will not fucking allow it. Do you understand me, Logan?”
I swallowed. God, he could convince me of pretty much anything just by saying my name like that. “You act like this is so easy.”
“I didn’t say that. I don’t think that at all. But I bet you’ve spent your whole life doing things that are a lot harder. So just give me a chance to take care of you the way you deserve.”
I couldn’t really agree to that, but I couldn’t make myself say no either. Not right now, anyway. Finally, I just shoved my face in the pillow and groaned like some kind of pathetic dying animal and he seemed to think that was a good enough answer.
He sat up and swung his leg over me, climbing off the bed and when I turned my head his direction and peeked out of my little pillow cocoon with one eye, he reached out his hand for me. I’d expected him to be not so gentle, I guess, and this felt more awkward than just getting my ass beat, but I pushed myself up and took his hand and he pulled me up out of bed and right into his arms, holding me tight.
“If you ask me what color I am, I swear to god I’m running away,” I muttered into his shoulder.
“I’ll just come and find you and bring you back. You belong here. With me.Tome.”
Probably he could feel my dick get harder when he said that, but no big secret what I was all about. Throw me in the trunk of your car I’d just about marry your ass, I guess.
“Freak,” I whispered.
“Brat.”
I sighed.
“You wanna call this morning anxiety and get a do-over?” he asked me, and maybe that was a test too, but it didn’t feel like it. It was a time-out, I thought, a genuine chance for me to say I was overwhelmed and I didn’t mean to. Which I was and I didn’t. But a free pass wasn’t what I wanted.
“No. I want you to take care of me how I deserve.”
He made a noise in his throat I might not have heard if I hadn’t been pressed so close, a choking, growling sound, and he slipped his hands down the back of my sweats, grabbing my bare ass and squeezing just a little.
“Let me show you, then.”
He walked me around to the foot of the bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress, pulling me to stand in between his thighs. Funny how standing in just that one spot made me feel so small even when I was the one looking down at him. How I just wanted to disappear into the floor because I felt so goddamn embarrassed and he hadn’t said a word.
“Sorry.” It came out hoarse and stupid. “I didn’t mean to fight you.”
“I know that. But when you can’t control yourself or you decide not to, Daddy’s gonna do it for you. You understand?”
I swallowed and nodded, surprised by how good that sounded. Controlling myself fucking sucked, he could have at it. I expected there to be more lecturing, was sort of looking forward to it honestly, but he was all action this time, grabbing my hand, pulling me closer and tugging me down across his lap.
It was better in his bed, everything was. Everything was safer here and softer and warmer and fuck me for not wanting to stay here with every goddamn cell in my body, fuck me for fighting against shit I wanted, but it was all I knew how to do.
He grabbed me around the middle, pulling me tight against him, sliding his hands all over my thighs and my ass, adjusting me exactly how he wanted. Controlling me. By the time his palm came back and settled on my ass, I felt like I’d been holding my breath for a year, and I let it out in a rush.
“Ready?” he asked me.
I was way past ready. Ready for this to be how I woke up every goddamn morning because I’d forgotten how seriously fucking incredible being across his lap felt. Thinking about it wasso hot. Actually doing it… way more mentally intense.
“Yes, Daddy.”
